Saturday, 29 June 2013

Erotica writer Kay Jaybee shares a secret - and it's very naughty!

Thanks
ever so much for inviting me over to your fab site today Elizabeth to share a
secret about one my characters from my BDSM romance, Making Him Wait.

Maddie Templeton has always been
an unconventional artist. Themes of submission and domination pulse through her
erotic artwork, and she’s happily explored these lustful themes both on and off
the canvas.

But, when Theo Hunter enters her
life, she is presented with a new challenge. Maddie sets out to test his
resolve as she teases, torments and toys with him. But, as Maddie drives Theo
to breaking point, she soon becomes unsure whether her own resolve will hold
out!

At the same time, Maddie must put
on the exhibition of a lifetime. As the hottest gallery in town clamours for
her best work, Maddie pushes her models harder and higher until they are
physically, sexually and emotionally exhausted. Will Maddie’s models continue
to submit to her, or will she push them too far? And will she be ready for the
exhibition in time?

The only way to find out is to wait and see…and the
waiting only makes it sweeter!

There is a well known saying in the writing world-
well, it’s written across one of my t-shirts anyway- ‘Careful or you’ll end up
in my novel!’

And it’s true! A writer has a million ways of taking
his or her revenge on someone who has wronged them- and what a wonderfully safe
way to do so!

When I was a teenager I committed the ultimate sin-
I enjoyed school!! How dare I?!! As a result, I was bullied by a particularly
unpleasant pupil. She was however, very shrewd, very pretty, and extremely good
at hiding her nastiness- as a result, no one would ever have believed how
utterly foul she was to me. I put up with so much- but now, all these years
later, I’ve had my revenge in the shape of Tania, the manipulative self-serving
ex girlfriend of Maddie, the artist heroine of the tale.

Here’s a little extract introducing Tania- Maddie
has been forced to ask her to model for some of her art- but she hadn’t banked
on Tania moving herself into her studio...

Always sluggish in the mornings, Tania was exactly where
Maddie had known she would be. Curled up in the studio’s double bed, covered in
only a single thin cotton sheet, which suggestively highlighted every contour
of her lithe body.

Tania’s crystal-cut eyes might have been closed, but Maddie
was convinced that she was awake. This was an old ploy. Her
I’m-all-curled-up-and-am-adorably-ravishable-when-asleep look.

Maddie’s vulva quivered without permission from her brain,
forcing her to exhale slowly. Allowing her body to both register and accept its
desire to let Tania make love to her in her own special way, but also to
understand that was not going to happen, Maddie made herself focus entirely on
her easel.

The previous evening, determined to get Tania out of her
life again as soon as possible, Maddie had placed Tania in position: standing
in her bright cerise silk underwear, her red hair piled high in a swishing
horsetail on the very top of her head, her arm raised and a black riding whip
held aloft.

While Tania waxed lyrical about how fantastic and successful
the past months had been, about how many “just fabulous darling” photographers
she had posed for and then slept with and how her current tan had been “topped up
on Mauritius, babe – you should try it”, Maddie collected up some black and
pink felt-tip pens of varying nib thicknesses and lined them up next to the
easel.

Then, closing her ears to Tania’s self-obsessed boasting
(most of which Maddie suspected was exaggerated for effect) and denying her own
body’s treacherous insistence that it could benefit from being on the receiving
end of Tania’s expert whip action, Maddie phoned Freya. Having explained about
the fast approaching art exhibition, she invited the blonde to pose for her the
following afternoon alongside Sara. This meant that Maddie only had a short
time in which to finish the 1920s style poster she was creating of Tania in
mid-lash.

“For heaven’s sake! It’s ten o’clock in the morning. Get up
will you! I’m on a deadline here.”

“All right, all right!!” Tania affected her trademark pouty
sulk that instantly managed to annoy the hell out of Maddie, even though she
hadn’t had to put up with it for months.

“Stop behaving like a spoiled brat. You’re nearly forty, not
ten!”

“Ouch!” Tania sat up in the bed, deliberately allowing the
bed sheet to fall so that the artist was treated to a view of two ample tits
pointing invitingly in her direction.

Maddie couldn’t help but laugh. It was all so obvious.
“Still collecting all your seduction moves from bad porn films then.”

“You used to like bad porn films.”

“I still do, but I don’t want to live in one!”

“Ouch times two!” Tania waggled a finger towards Maddie as
if she was telling her off for being naughty. “Don’t be nasty darling, it
doesn’t suit you. Why don’t you pop over here and I’ll give you a little
spanking.” Tania cocked her head to one side. “You know you want to. Your
succulent bottom has been dying for the slap of my palm since I walked through
your door. No point in denying it – I can tell these things.”

Maddie had no intention of denying it. “Of course I bloody
do! I want to do a whole lot of things. But what I want to do and what I allow
myself to do are entirely different things. Right now I have to finish this
poster. So will you haul yourself out of that bed, put some underwear on and
get into position.”

Groaning, Tania swept her long sleek hair into its usual
high ponytail and padded naked, with deliberately tempting wiggles of her rear,
across the carpet. “Alright if I use the bathroom first, is it?”

“Just don’t be your usual two hours!”

Tania snorted derisively and, continuing to sway her hips
provocatively, walked towards the stairs. As she reached the top rung she
turned. “How come you’ve gone so cold? You were always in control of yourself,
but not like this.”

“I had a good teacher.” Maddie’s pulse thudded in her
throat, annoyed at the effect her ex-lover’s succulent flesh still had on her.

By the time Tania reappeared – stark naked, but now washed and
made-up in such a fashion that would pass muster on any Hollywood film set –
Maddie had prepared, undercoated and set aside two canvases to dry for later
use.

Tania, who was taking her time putting on the bra and
panties she’d been drawn in the day before, took a swig of her now cold coffee.
Then, blatantly basking in the irritation of her companion, she picked up her
whip and, as if she had never moved, adopted exactly the same posture as the
day before, down to the last millimetre.

Maddie couldn’t help but be impressed. This was why she had
got Tania back here. She might be a self-serving pain in the backside, but she
was bloody good at her job.

As the strokes of her pens squeaked satisfyingly over the
board, fuchsia-pink lines overlaying and highlighting strokes of black with
neat precision, Maddie found that her pen knew where to go from memory alone.
She had drawn, painted and chalked Tania so often that her usual
meditation-like state of concentration simply wasn’t required.

The silence of the room, broken only by the swish of
Maddie’s pens against the board as they captured the muscles in the model’s
raised arm, was disturbed as Tania asked, “So, do you fuck all your clients and
models these days or just some of them?”

Refusing to be stung by the sluttish implication of Tania’s
words, Maddie replied, “I have been known to use sex to help some of my clients
and models relax.”

“Of course you do, Tan.” Maddie put down the thick marker
she’d been using to outline the curve of her ex’s legs and picked up a thinner
one to accentuate her surgically enhanced lips. “And your version of monogamy
is so much more interesting than everyone else’s isn’t it?”

Ohhhhh- that Tania is a piece of work!!! And believe
me she gets worse!! But don’t worry, she doesn’t get everything her own way...

So- let that be a lesson to you! Never upset a
writer, because they might kill you off, torture you, or throw you into a dark
dank dungeon forever!! In fact, to be on the safe side, be nice to everyone,
just in case they become a writer in the future...you never know!!!

Thanks again Elizabeth,

Kay xxx

Kay Jaybee wrote the novels Making
Him Wait, (Sweetmeats Press, 2012), The Voyeur (Xcite, 2012),
The Perfect Submissive (Xcite 2012), as well as the novellas, Not Her
Type: Erotic Adventures With A Delivery Man (2nd ed. 1001
NightsPress, 2013), Digging Deep (Xcite, 2013), A Sticky Situation,
(Xcite, 2012), and The Circus, (Sweetmeats Press). She has also written
the anthologies The Collector (Austin & Macauley, 2012 & 2008), The
Best of Kay Jaybee (Xcite, 2012), Tied to the Kitchen Sink, Equipment,
(All Romance, 2012), Yes Ma’am (Xcite e-books, 2011), Quick KinkOne
and Quick Kink Two (Xcite e-books, 2010). Kay has had over 70 short
stories published by Cleis Press, Black Lace, Mammoth, Xcite, Penguin, Seal, and Sweetmeats
Press.

4 comments:

Thanks, Kay, for a fascinating glimpse into a writer's mind.....and I totally empathise about the school bully! I also got my writerly revenge on a few bullies in some of my tales - and it wasn't pretty!